Ben couldn't hear the rest of the patrons in the bar, but from Rey's side of the conversation, he knew he was witnessing a very uncomfortable disaster.

"I'll be there," he said, having the good graces not to appear too amused. "And I don't know what face you're talking about."

Like that, he was gone. It took him a few minutes to put on appropriate clothes and make his way out the door, and the walk itself took about ten minutes.

"Are you still craving nachos, or have you gone off them?" He asked, as soon as she was within view.